“I did not say that you could come!”, I scolded. “I'm sorry.”, he replied, weakly. “Your punishment shall continue. Remember, no cumming unt...l I say.”, I told him. I then raised my skirt, giving him a good long look before mounting his chest. I began rubbing my panties-covered crotch up and down his chest. A wonderful look of pleasure appeared across his face as I slowly work my cock toward his, eventually rubbing our cocks together with my panties in between. After a few minutes of this, I. They ordered me to strip naked and they also stripped off. Alan broke off a thin whippy branch from a tree as Jim bent me over and held me firmly by the shoulders. He gave me 100 lashes as I struggled and screamed but Jim was too strong and I couldn’t escape. Then they changed places and Alan applied another 100 strokes. The sounds of my cries had attracted other men, five in all, who had stripped naked and were watching and wanking as I was being beaten. Alan hands the branch to each of them. My mind was wheeling… wondering what she meant by her closeness and uncertain that it meant anything at all. Wanting to continue the warmth and put my arm around her, but not sure if that was inappropriate and forward. I asked if she were cold and she said ‘Yes’ and I drew her in and we both leaned against the rail with my arms outside of hers touching… and smelling her hair… and becoming intoxicated with the scent of a woman so close. My cheek moved near her ear as I whispered to her, talking. Magic couldn’t even identify what had been wrong with you, what chance did it have of curing you? Magic couldn’t help you and muggle medicine couldn’t either. It was a awful thought, but you were doomed and their was no way around it. Sighing, you try not to fall too much into a spiraling depression or else you worry you might give up all together. You never really thought you were going to live through the war against Voldemort, but you had at least been hoping you would be taking the snake.